Bungo Stray Dogs, please stay

The rising sun dyed half of the sky red. I was admiring the beautiful scenery, but suddenly panicked: This is not where I was before!This is - school!

I'm back?I went straight to the teaching building, I should not be dreaming, at least this scene is very real.Walking into the classroom, I saw familiar rows of seats, and some students had already arrived.I wanted to say hello, but found myself transparent because I could see something else through my hand.

What is certain is that I am back, however, I cannot return to my original life.I found my seat, only to find that there was nothing on it, the table had been wiped clean, and the chair had been pushed under the table.

I, this is——just as I was thinking, my deskmate came back.I followed her silently, trying to understand some situations, but to no avail.Am I going to exist like this forever?I went back to the dormitory floor dumbly.

Um?Why is it so dark?Go to the next door and see, why are they all here?Why did you change your bedroom?

As always, the dormitory chattered, "Do you think this person is stupid? You said 'following Dazai', can she be compared with Dazai Osamu? She is a writer, what does she think she is? And she caused us so much trouble- -" I saw my deskmate pointing to the corresponding position of my original bed, but it was empty.

I feel cold.No matter how wrong or stupid I am, it’s not good for you to just say it like this.However, many people agree. "However, she finally did what she said, which is amazing." Someone added.

"Oh, don't mention it, be careful that she comes to you!" said one person.

"Yeah, it's late at night, and it's all about Yangjian." Another person continued.

Then, the scene changed, it was her, my back table.She walked alone, "You are really stupid, Osamu Dazai is already a historical figure. If you are like this, what should the person who loves you do? There is darkness in this world, but there is also light! I can search for it with you! Why? Don't tell me about your troubles? Do you regard me as a friend!"

After a pause, she said again: "I scolded you last time when you said you wanted to do that, and you promised me..." I replied in my heart: I'm sorry, but I still couldn't hold back.I thought, that day, other roommates encouraged me to go because they were only joking, but she was the only one who told me a lot in private and stayed with me for a long time.Me, I don't deserve friends!

I listened to her repeating the three words "you are so stupid" over and over again.

The scene changes again.I saw my mother turning over my diary and crying. This was the first time I saw her.She has always been well maintained, but now she looks very old.

My diary records a lot of disgust with the world.I stepped forward to close it, only to realize that I couldn't.

"Dingling--" I turned my head in astonishment. "Youshi!" I knew my voice was hoarse, and I was scared.

"Since you can't go back, then live well in another world, don't be like before. Believe in the existence of beauty." He said, shaking the rattle in his hand again, "Dingling——" .

"Immortal line—as——"

I opened my eyes, and the bell was still ringing in my ears.I heard the sobbing sound, and my heart was full of doubts: Who is it?It wasn't until Zhong Ye saw me and asked me what was going on, that I realized that it was me.

Unable to bear it any longer, I leaned on Zhongye's shoulder and cried loudly.It was the first time in my life that I cried so sadly.Nakaya kept asking me what was going on at first, but I just cried and he stopped talking and just kept patting me on the back.

The author has something to say: I didn't feel this kind of thing at first, but until it actually happened to me, I suddenly felt that people's hearts are very scary.How can this kind of thing be a joke?Even if the person who said this was joking, he should be stopped, at least tell him that this kind of thing can't be said nonsense, let alone done.Even if you will be laughed at, you would rather kill it than worry too much, and don't regret it.In the meantime, please respect the dead.

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Youshi in this article is a character in "A Hundred Stories of Alleys", why is it here--I won't tell you!